The strength of Arthur's guards had far exceeded his expectations, and the cruelty of their actions too.
However, that did not shock him and his co-conspirators more than Arthur's reaction to Ursan's summoning.
"W-what?!"
"Impossible!!"
"How can a devil spawn?!"
Jarox who was watching the battle from his small pocket realm was nonplussed. His co-conspirators were not any better.
But they did not have the chance to be shocked for too long, that was because of what they heard next.
||Finally, I found you rats.||
The moment he heard the true voice speaking, Jarox turned around and was met with the figure of a tall man standing in his pocket realm.
His three pairs of jet-black bat-like wings showed his identity as a devil. In his left hand was a head, the head of a god Jarox recognized.
'Those bastards sold me out!'
